May 22, 2012
Last night I dreamt there was a headless, dry macaroni man washing his hands in the kitchen sink. At the same time my oldest son was trying to sneak out of the house behind an empty cardboard box so his nana wouldn’t know what truck he was driving.
August 9, 2012
Last night I dreamt House (Hugh Laurie) was trying to seduce me at a preschool day care in a Dutch nuns’ convent. The children were painting brightly coloured puddles on the tile floor. House and I were both wearing elaborate woman’s ethnic costumes. (He looked really good) When I refused his attempts at seduction he reminded me to get a mammogram. ( I think this dream was influenced by the salty dutch liquorice I ate pre-slumber while I was reading A Brief History of Henry VIII – Derek Wilson. How House got in there I’ll never know!)
